The ancestral land of the Nanhuang clan seems to be in the deepest part of the Nanhuang clan, and the ancestral land accompanies the growth of the Nanhuang clan in the fairy realm, and exists together with the Nanhuang clan, which can be said to be the treasure of the Nanhuang clan, and has cultivated generations of inheritance saints.

Although only one of these inheritance saints can become empresses, the inheritance saints who have grown up from generation to generation have become stronger with the years, occupy high positions, and hold the power of the Nanhuang clan, and are the most core figures of the Nanhuang clan.

Qin Wentian and they traveled in the sky, and after some time they landed in a valley guarded by the strong, which seemed to be a sealed space, with a huge bronze gate, seeing everyone coming, those guards opened the bronze gate, and a roar came out, and an ancient road appeared.

"Let's go inside. The older generation of powerhouses of the Nanhuang clan who led everyone to come gave way to the road, and suddenly everyone stepped one after another, followed the road, and entered the bronze gate.

After Qin Wentian walked in, he found that there was a cave inside, like a huge valley, several old women guarded there, and in front of the crowd, a bridge appeared, which led to an entrance in front of him, and seemed to be able to enter another space.

"Remember, you can't use immortal soldiers in the ancestral land, if you hear about the murderous soldiers in the ancestral land, you will kill the owner of the immortal soldiers in an instant, you must keep in mind. Nanhuang Yunxi reminded Qin Wentian and the others.

"We can all go in, why did you invite me only before, but they all invited two or three people. Qin Wentian asked.

"There are not many people who protect the war, how many of the most outstanding people can there be in the entire Southern Regions? Can I still know all the saints of the Nanhuang clan? It is already good to be able to invite some of them to come to protect the war, as for the ordinary Tianjiao figures, it is useless at all, what is the point of inviting. Nanhuang Yunxi said: "Also, because it is difficult for us, the strongest saints to enter the ancestral land, it is difficult to have people who surpass the Sendai triple, so the cultivation will be suppressed in the ancestral land, and those who are higher than the Sendai triple can only exert the power of the Sendai triple, so it's not like you think, wouldn't it be to invite the top powerhouses of Sendai to come." ”

"Yes. Qin Wentian nodded lightly, most of these people who protect the war are in the Sendai double realm, there are several Sendai triple realms, and the biggest threat should be one of the people who protect the battle of Nanhuang Shengge, this person Nanhuang Yunxi also deliberately reminded him, his name is Kong Ye, and he is the descendant of an immortal emperor in the southern hell of the fairy realm, and he has created Wang Pin Sendai, and his combat power is very terrifying.

"Let's go. Everyone walked towards the front one after another, stepping on the bridge, only to see that under the bridge, it was actually red, as if there was magma fire, very terrifying, the temperature was extremely high, they walked towards the entrance of the ancestral land step by step, and a more scorching air flow fell on their bodies, although they were blocked by a wonderful light curtain, but Qin Wentian still felt that it was probably a world of fire inside.

"Hum. Figures flickered, and someone had already rushed into the ancestral land.

"Let's go. Nanhuang Yunxi opened his mouth to speak, and suddenly they also accelerated, rushed directly through the light curtain, and their bodies instantly stepped into the ancestral land, and they looked at the space in front of them, and they all felt their hearts tremble slightly.

"Sycamore. ”

Qin Wentian looked at this space, the Flame Sycamore, this space is all Flame Sycamore, intertwined, it is the world of the Sycamore, it is also the world of fire, the whole space world is branded red, blazing, just for a moment, everyone feels that their bodies are going to burn, this huge Flame Sycamore Ancient Tree, one by one leaves fall down, flying in the air, turning into a wonder, beautiful.

The leaves of each flaming sycamore are large, like the feathers of a phoenix, and they are so delicate.

"Boom. Nanhuang Yunxi's body seemed to have a blood force surging, the whole person seemed to be ignited with flames, faintly a phoenix phantom appeared, not only her, but also the other eight saints were the same as Nanhuang Yunxi, stepping forward, staring at the falling plane leaves, in their eyes, as if every plane leaf contained a wonderful ancient imprint, which could be imprinted in their minds.

A strange light bloomed, and Nanhuang Yunxi looked at the leaf, which contained wonderful power, and she needed to understand it.

A moment later, Qin Wentian saw that the sycamore leaves turned into a dazzling flame light, sticking to Nanhuang Yunxi's body, and the rest of the sycamore leaves were still flying in the air, as if they would never fall.

Nanhuang Yunxi's body flashed, and she reappeared under a leaf, and her immortal thoughts rushed into it, and she was instantly deeply attracted.

"I want sycamore leaves. At this time, Nanhuang Aoxue spoke, and her protector Zong Zhan and the body of another strong man instantly moved, going to seize the sycamore leaves fluttering in the void.

Everyone suddenly came to their senses, their figures flickered one by one, towards the sycamore leaves, Qin Wentian also moved, gorgeous wings appeared behind him, his body flashed, and he landed in front of a sycamore leaf, stretched out his palm, and wanted to hold it with immortal power, but he found that there was a shining light on the sycamore leaves, and the immortal power could not be enveloped, he only stretched out his hand to hold it, it was very heavy, his figure continued to flicker, and grabbed towards another sycamore leaf, when the two sycamore leaves were close, there was a terrible repulsive bloom, and Qin Wentian's body was rejected and pushed away。

"This ......" Qin Wentian's eyes flashed, a leaf actually possessed such power, it seemed to contain the power of rules, it seemed that only the Holy Maiden of the Nanhuang Clan could unravel it.

He had no choice but to send this sycamore leaf to Nanhuang Yunxi's side to put down, and he found that when the sycamore leaf entered Nanhuang Yunxi's side, it would not be rejected by the sycamore leaf she was comprehending.

"Is this the unique ability of the Nanhuang Clan's bloodline?" Qin Wentian said: "Mengchen, purgatory, go collect the sycamore leaves to Nanhuang Yunxi's side, and let her slowly comprehend." ”

"Good. The three of them started at the same time, as fast as lightning, and leaves continued to appear in the place where the fairy light of Nanhuang Yunxi was shrouded, her beautiful eyes stared at the leaves, each time it seemed that she could only comprehend one piece, and after the enlightenment, the leaves would fall on her body, like a phoenix feather, covering her body.

The people in this space all moved, and the speed was extremely fast, and in just a few moments, many more sycamore leaves appeared in front of the nine holy maidens.

Their comprehension seems to have slowed down, and they are all fully engaged, and everything in the outside world seems to be handed over to the people who protect them.

With the frantic plundering of the protectors, there are fewer and fewer flying sycamore leaves in the void, and if this continues, it will soon be gone.

At this time, one of the protectors of Purgatory and Southern Phoenix Spirit snatched a sycamore leaf at the same time, and the purgatory palm just grabbed it, only to see the other party raise his hand and hit it with a finger, this finger fell, the void seemed to turn into a blood-colored river, and a terrifying immortal power directly hit the palm of Purgatory, Purgatory exclaimed, her palm oozed blood, and she could only let go of the sycamore leaf, the other party hit a finger again, and the purgatory body retreated, and the person took away the sycamore leaf.

Purgatory's expression was cold, and she glanced at the man, and she looked around, and found that the best sycamore leaf had been taken away, and it was gone.

"Eighty-one sycamore leaves. At this time, he only heard Nanhuang Shengge speak, and suddenly everyone's expressions flashed, Qin Wentian glanced at the plane leaves on Nanhuang Yunxi's body and in front of her, there were still some differences, as for the others, they were also worse, and he found that the plane leaves flying here, if everyone needed eighty-one plane leaves, it was not enough at all.

Unless, grab!

If you rob it, you are destined to have someone who is not enough.

At this moment, everyone's eyes looked around, all of them were showing unkindness, and they were obviously aware of the need to grab each other's sycamore leaves.

Question, who did it rob?

All of you have bad intentions.

"It seems that it is better to have more people, Nanhuang Yunxi herself doesn't know the specific situation in the ancestral land?" Qin Wentian secretly said in his heart, there are three of them, and the number of sycamore leaves collected is relatively large.

"You are guarding the Nanhuang Aoxue. Zong Zhan said to the other two people who were guarding the battle beside Nanhuang Aoxue, he was covered in brilliant gold armor, and he was invincible.

"Hum. "Zong Zhan was like a bolt of lightning, killing the protector of Nanhuangqing, preparing to snatch Nanhuangqing, Nanhuangqing's protector immediately took action, and fought wildly with Zong Zhan, at this time, Nanhuangyi's protector of the war made a move, and also rushed to Nanhuangqing's side, obviously wanting the power of the left-handed fisherman.

One by one, the figures flickered, and there was chaos in an instant.

"Mengchen, you guard Nanhuang Yunxi here, Purgatory, you come with me. Qin Wentian opened his mouth and said, stepped out, and walked directly to the Southern Phoenix Spirit, before, the protector of the Southern Phoenix Spirit, snatched a sycamore leaf from the purgatory's hand.

At this time, outside the ancestral land, those elder figures stood there, staring ahead, and there was a humane: "Who will become the inheritance saint this time?"

"I hope it's Shengge, this girl is talented and smart. ”

"Qingruo is not bad, her protector is the son of the Jiang family, if she can recruit someone from the Jiang family as a son-in-law, it will be interesting. One laughed.

"Yunxi, this girl is a little younger, but she has great potential, and the Sendai she has cast is of the highest quality, don't forget her. ”

"Look, the ancestral land is open, the ancient words of the sycamore are floating, these sycamore leaves, but the wings given to them by the ancestor of Feng, I don't know how many people can get them. "These people are talking outside, and they are all looking forward to it.

(To be continued.) )